One Piece – Thundergod Marine

Chapter 125: Martial Arts Mingfeng! (6/10)

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In fact, it is not difficult to understand. Is the conflict between Zefa and Kizaru really because he focuses on physical fitness while Kizaru focuses on fruit ability

actually not.

If a person with natural abilities wants to become stronger, developing fruit abilities is almost the only and generally accepted answer. Zefa asked Kizaru to simultaneously develop his physical abilities while developing his fruit abilities, so that he could go further.

Kizaru was confident in the power and speed of the Shining Fruit, and dismissed Zefa's theory.

Ron's current situation is similar to Kizaru's, but the focus is different.

It is wrong to simply strengthen the fruit's ability. Is it right to simply strengthen the body

Ron took the opposite path to Kizaru, but it was also because of the powerful destructive power and speed attached to the fruit's ability that they neglected another point. Kizaru was able to make countless physical masters hate him just by relying on the Shining Fruit, and Ron was able to make countless strong men feel ashamed just by relying on the increased power of lightning driven by his physical strength. These are both the same mistakes.

As a teacher, Zefa has long seen this problem.

But he didn't say it, he was waiting.

Just like he did to Kizaru decades ago.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. The master leads the door and the practice depends on the individual. Zefa hopes that his disciples can recognize themselves clearly.

But Kizaru didn't see this clearly, and instead insisted on going his own way, making Zefa hate iron but not steel. He would scold him or hit him, and the relationship between the two parties quickly dropped to a freezing point, and even turned against each other. Now that Ron can say this, it means that he has not lost himself in his own strength as he said. This not only makes Zefa breathe a sigh of relief, but also unties the knot in his heart that has been with him for decades.

No matter what he does in the original work, Zefa deserves everyone's respect in the navy headquarters, in the recruit camp, and in the position of teacher!

"Half a year, Ron!"

Warring States laughed and then made a decision: "I will give you half a year, you can learn as much as you can! I look forward to the day when you will shine!"

Half a year!

A full six months!

That’s double the three months vacation Ron wanted!

Ron clenched his fists, nodded, and looked at Warring States firmly: "I won't let you down, Marshal!"

After Zefa left with Ron, looking at the empty and quiet office, Sengoku took out the senbei and chewed it slowly: "Won't you let me down? Maybe... Crane has already landed on the sky island to watch her investigation. What's the result?"

At this time, the time is January 17, 1516 in the Haiyuan calendar. It has been one year, three months and five days since Ron came to this world. The legendary fruit's medicinal effect has ended for 105 days!

The next day, Navy Headquarters, Martial Arts Plaza!

Pass through the headquarters fortress, proceed along the road of the family town, turn right after the second intersection, and walk for an hour before arriving at the only open space in Marineford.

This is a true open space, deserted for miles. Huge rocks are piled up haphazardly, and the moss on them tells the story of the passage of time. The cracks in the floor of the square are covered with weeds, and from time to time you can see a few small animals running away in panic.

At the edge of the square, a tear-like gap gnawed away half of the circular square. The traces of half a tree root left on the edge proved that it was defeated by some powerful force!

"You must have heard about the Golden Lion's attack on the Navy Headquarters, Ron?"

Zefa's tone was extremely lamentable, as if he had returned to the night when he was awakened by the scream: "This is where the golden lion finally fell!"

The three giants of Roger's era, the legendary big pirate, "Golden Lion" Shiji! !

Ron looked solemnly, looking at the huge dilapidated square, and could vaguely hear the unwilling roar of the golden lion when it fell here.

"That battle was too tragic. Countless soldiers and civilians lost their lives. Shiji could take action at will regardless of the situation. Sengoku and Garp had to cover and evacuate."

When Zefa said this, he clenched his fist with his remaining left hand: "At that time, as the chief instructor of the recruit camp, I led the recruits to retreat, but was attacked by the golden lion. Of the 1,300 people, only 700 survived in the end. Come down!"

Ron was silent.

The total number of recruits in the new camp is now less than 500, and adding them all together would not be enough for the number of people lost at that time. And this is just the recruit camp, the number of casualties in other places has not been calculated! You can imagine how much the Navy Headquarters suffered in that battle!

"I don't care what your intentions are behind what you do, Ron."

Zefa slowly turned around and said through gritted teeth: "I just ask you to look at my face and take revenge for your senior brothers and sisters...!!"

No one would use the word "begging" on their lips, let alone Zefa.

Zefa didn't shed any tears, but the hatred in his tiger eyes gushed out almost intensely, and his eyes were bloodshot. The former general "Black Wrist" Zefa is now just a powerless old man. He no longer has the strength to avenge his disciples. He is usually smiling and grumpy, quite like Garp, but in his heart he no longer endures this unforgettable torture.

As Sengoku said in the theatrical version, this is a poor man who was changed by hatred.

After a moment of silence, Ron slowly spoke: "Edward Weibull, who called himself Whitebeard II, attacked the internship ship led by you, teacher, four years ago. All his beloved students except Ain and Binz were killed, and his right arm was also seriously injured. Amputated."

Under Zefa's shocked gaze, Ron asked: "Are you going to spare him?"

"no way!"

Zefa was suddenly startled and filled with evil spirits.

"Then leave it to me, teacher!"

"Whether it's Skye or Edward Weeble, I will bring their heads back and put them in front of you!!"

Ron said seriously, he knew that if nothing unexpected happened, Zefa would suspend his position as the chief instructor of the new camp next year, install a "crusher", create a pirate guerrilla team, and start hunting pirates. Today's catharsis will not be the end. Hatred has completely changed the old man in front of him.

He wants to change Zefa's fate, and as for the reason...

Why should there be a reason

He is Zefa's disciple!

This is not a reason, it is just a matter of course!

Ron has never surrendered, nor has he ever thought of surrendering. The moment he climbed out of the hospital bed, the former Ron was dead, and the only thing left alive was a monster born to die!

He is a born strong man!

But when strong people do things, they don’t need reasons!

Zefa didn't say much, just said one word with trembling lips: "Okay!"

The next moment, Zefa stepped forward, his left hand condensed with the ultimate armed domineering force, and punched Ron hard. Ron's expression condensed and he wanted to dodge, but Zefa was so experienced in fighting that he blocked all Ron's dodge space the moment he punched. Unless he was willing to teleport, there was no way to avoid it!

However, teleportation also requires a certain amount of preparation time. It was this short gap that Zefa grabbed and punched down!

Bang! ! !

The violent vibration shook the earth, but the surrounding environment did not change at all. The stones beside their feet trembled slightly, then became silent again.

Only the cliff behind Ron and the vast sea left a long oval-shaped depression, causing thousands of meters of waves in the distance! !

"When I was at my peak, even Garp, the man known as the 'Iron Fist', didn't dare to take this move head-on! Your Thunder Fist is powerful enough, but the way of using it is too rough and complicated, and it is far from the power of the Gather together! Only 60% of the 10% is used in practice!”

Zefa gasped, pulled out the fist stained with minced meat and blood clots from Ron's stomach, then looked into Ron's eyes and said: "You are strong enough to learn this move, and this move is enough for you to use in the world." The end! Its name is..."

Wu Wan Ming Feng!